I've been shopping when I shouldn't. You know what I mean. What I should be doing is planning our Christmas presents, joining Sams Club so I can buy those giant family sized containers of laundry detergent, making my own vinegar window cleaner. I should be doing ANYTHING more frugal than hanging out in antique malls.
But they call to me. They whisper, "We've got lots of things you need. $3 vintage planters. $10 cake platters. $5 cloche hat that may or may not be too small for your head." Just take a gander at this booth, for example. It's mostly done in greens and blues. Every time I see it my heart skips a beat and I fight the urge to buy everything in it and paint every wall in my house.
But this past weekend I had a breakthrough. I went antiquing with my mother-in-law and didn't buy anything! All day long, three antique malls, nothing. It was a break through of gargantuan proportion, so it's my goal to continue it. No buying anything in antique malls until after Christmas; unless it's a Christmas present.
Stop laughing... I can hear you.